raining somewhere else by Olga Demott-Bond

i sometimes think that everything that has ever happened to me
is raining somewhere else. i sometimes think that the water has found

a path through high trees, worked its way inside another room, so the damp
next door is spreading, curving an unknown ceiling into a misshapen moon.

i sometimes think that if i find that moon, her distended face will stretch,
mouth sobbing open, her grey tears gaping for something else. i sometimes think

that every sky will blister like dead paint, flaking between my fingers. i
sometimes think of the years minutes months days that i have stood outside,

arms stretched, hair flattened like dead leaves, skin unstitched, holding out
a cracked glass, trying to catch everything that has ever happened to me.

Olga Demott-Bond

Olga Demott-Bond is originally from Northern Ireland. A former Warwick Poet Laureate, she has had poetry and flash fiction published in a range of magazines including Rattle Magazine, Magma, Strix, Cordite Review, Under the Radar, Ink Sweat and Tears, The Interpreter's House and Paper Swans. She was one of the winners of the 2018 BBC Proms Poetry Competition. Olga is a commissioned artist for Coventry City of Culture 2021 and has been selected as one of the emerging poets for Bedtime Stories for the End of the World, in October this year. She is a teacher and has two daughters. You can follow Olga on Twitter @olgadermott.

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